A new storm-quick moving rolled through the high country yesterday leaving a little more new snow on the mountains and rain at lower elevations.  Aspens are dissapearing fast but what a color year with more reds in the leaves then I have ever seen.  willows hang on leaving color with the racing clouds skirting the Pinnacles with veils of light and dark.  Brooks Lake Creek adds an encor to the scene.

A lot of our Aspens have lost their leaves but those that remain are contrasted with the white of the snow.

The Wind River, just a stream here, flows through a changed world of white at sunrise

Winter has set in in the high country.  We have only received a skiff in town but the mountains surrounding us have a nice fresth white covering.  There is close to two feet in the mountains.  It does make for a beautiful landscape and should pretty well lay down the fires that have been burning for the past several months surrounding us.

There are many beautiful streams that course there way out of the Wind Rivers and the Absarokas.  this is just one of them.  Warm Springs Creek in fall dress.  So named because of the warm springs that feed into it in the canyon below this spot.  the heat of that water keeps the Wind River ice free for many miles including its passage through Dubois.

My kind of road.
Brent Creek Road at the heighth of the color season for Aspens.  They are all ready beginning to fall and with the predicted storm with snow forcast by tomorrow the gold season will soon be over. 
About a mile above this spot an Oil well is to be drilled that could possibly change this area forever.  Fracking is also a possibility.  I guess my feelings are that if we are having to look for oil in such places then we are way overdo in finding alternate energy sources.  It is heartbreaking.

The rising sun floods the Aspens along the Brent Creek road revealing a surreal effect against the smokey background of the Winchester meadows below.

The sun rises above Brent Creek.  Beginning of a new day.

South Fork of Fish Creek in a sea of willow covered meadows at 9,000 feet along the continental divide.  This is prime grizzly country.  And great fishing.

Heading back towards town we stop for a few pixs looking back through the Aspens at the now visible Ramshorn Peak.  Quite a morning of color and new country for me.  I have to thank my guide for the morning, Laurie Ideker, as this ara is closed to the public and with her help I was abloe to get some great photos and reference for some great painting possibilities.
Thanks, Laurie.

The clouds are finally lifting and dissipating as we leave this old ranch offering a view of the Ramshorn to the north.  We watch a doe with three fawns come over the hill above the ranch and bound their way across the face of the hill dissapearing into the Aspens below.

A rather cool  NE breeze is blowing making for a chill to the air.  Far to the west I can hear an occassional elk bugle.  Low clouds are slowly dissapating and we wait for a view of the
Ramshorn Peak now hidden above this old ranch.  It is no wonder the builder of this place so long ago chose this site for a home.  Hard work had to be tempered by the beauty surrounding his place.

The gold of Aspens highlight a mountain ranch barn NW of Dubois, Wyoming.  Accompanied by an Australian Shepherd and Golden Retriever-could life get any better than this?

The golden season is upon us.  Aspens are nearly at their heighth in colors.  There seems to be a little more orange showing up this year.  Maybe from such a wet beginning then dry from July on?  At any rate the colors are spectacular.